Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

almost thought Ray

"Ah --"

palm brought her back to her

because of the pain and she withdrew her hand involuntarily.

Brody

ordered coldly, frowning.

to take the pieces out, he

Would hurt.

pale face of Tracy,

see her in such

"No --"

soon as the point of the knife touched her

sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly passed

tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand was

the blood stained Tracy's and Brody's palms.

looked at her eyes, which were full of fear and

"You know it hurts?"

It's none of your business. You don't have

out the last word, she took a leap from the chair to the

hand was dyed red by blood again, Brody lost his patience.

"Have a seat --"

was sort of threatening this time.

much more stubborn than before.

"No --"

her head.

him coldly,

at him

he remembered what he was doing after being

were as cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair

want me to care about you? How Shamless

He snorted.

so furious that he tightly pressed

you

continued to

pale because it hurt so much and the bleeding had

so dizzy as if she was going to

"A little bit painful..."

with

when he saw the wound.

pain flashed through her eyes.

felt that Tracy was very feeble, but she was still unwilling

her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but stared at her own

you feel painful, you can

looked down at her. Then he made up his

that, he pointed the sharp knife

wide open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and her

rose from the bottom of

because her own thought was making

body, it must be shaken back and forth in

"Hmm --"

her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream, but she held it

her teeth, she

"Clap -"

Brody's hand and made a clear

it was her tears or her sweat.

the knife. He was a little hesitant when

pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although

while the sharp pain in

feel the knife cutting

little face was twisted from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on the

of the pain, her eyes finally could not help bursting into

cut and bleeding.

out several

"Idiot --"

wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared